( t e x t ; open to both courts)

[sundroplet]

how many people does it take to braid hair?

assuming there is a lot of it?

think before you answer this is REALLY important!

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[metalica]

... I see.

[ Interesting. Why so defensive about hair? It could be a mutation, one he should keep in mind, but at the same time... It's hair. Incredibly long but, otherwise, plain looking, and this girl doesn't seem like an Alpha level. ]

So a braid.

[sundroplet]

A braid.

[ she sort of looks at her hair, biting her lip against a question she eventually blurts out ]

...Would it really need a whole group of people?

[metalica]

It might need a few more than one. Just because of the length.

[sundroplet]

Oh.

[ she takes a seat on the bed. this would have been hard with one person but to let a few people near her hair -- ]

Maybe it's not -- that bad, leaving it like this. It just got sorta...hard with so many people. I've never really been around people before.

[metalica]

Understandable.

[ He would offer to help, but, really? He doesn't really... Care. Oops :| ]

What court are you?

[sundroplet]

Seelie.

[ smiling a bit. she doesn't really get the whole court business. ]

You?

[metalica]

Unimportant. If you want assistance from a man that will not judge nor ask questions I suggest you find Charles Xavier.

[ A pause, then - ]

If he asks who sent you tell him that he knows, hm? Do not mention my name.

[sundroplet]

......This sounds like a sort of a trap. He's not going to try and steal it is he? because I'm armed and I WILL hurt him if he tries.

[ firm nod ]

[metalica]

I assure you, Charles is the kindest man you will hope to meet. He has enough hair of his own; he hardly needs to steal anyone else's.

[sundroplet]

[ so they can't guess the secret of her hair. take that, mother! they think it's just hair!

or do they? this still could be a trap? watch her operate. ]

Is he a friend of yours?

[metalica]

[ that's a rather. complicated question, really.

charles thinks they're friends.

erik is reminded, daily, that they're not.

ah. ]

Yes.

[sundroplet]

Why don't you want me to tell him your name, then?

[ contrast! ]

[metalica]

It's complicated.

[sundroplet]

[ she hums in thought. ]

Nothing was ever complicated between me and Pascal and he was my best and only friend. Of course, it could maaayyybe be because he was a chameleon.

[ .... ]

are all friends....complicated?

[metalica]

I wouldn't know. I've never had many friends.

[ Only one. Charles Xavier. How irritatingly ironic that he's here, from a time when they were just that. Friends. ]

[sundroplet]

Neither did I.

[ but a moment later she smiles. ]

But you talk about him as if he's trustworthy. so it's maybe complicated but I think it's wonderful you and him have each other as friends here. it's better than not knowing anyone.

[metalica]

Wonderful. I suppose it is.

[ He shakes his head-- stop derailing him. ]

Find him. He will help.

[sundroplet]

I will.

[ she smiles and it's bright and open as happy as only the smile of a true disney princess can be! ]

Thank you, Michael Xavier! And if you ever need anything, I'm Rapunzel.

[metalica]

... Thank you, Rapunzel. Good luck.